After receiving the assurance of the high-level of the Wuhun Palace, the high-level of other affiliated forces calmed down.

Putting the information in his hand on the armrest, shaking his head and sighing, Bibi Dong turned his head to look at Ju Douluo and commanded.

"Go and contact Na'er, a fierce battle is coming, and the Martial Spirit Hall alone is not enough to resist."

The shocked pupils shrank, and Ju Douluo turned to look at Bibi Dong in disbelief.

"Your Excellency, it's hard to ......!"

Nodding his head, Bibi Dong got up and looked at the major worship elders sitting under the high platform, as well as the high-ranking members of the affiliated forces.

"The two empires have gathered, and in three days, the army of one million will come to the Martial Spirit City, and notify you! Prepare for battle!"

The beautiful face, with a serious expression and a slightly frowning brow, is enough to prove the Martial Spirit Palace!

At this moment, it is a life-and-death crisis!

Thump!

Except for Qiandaoliu, all the worship elders and the high-ranking members of the affiliated forces knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to obey the order.

"I'll wait...... Obey the Pope's orders!"

Half an hour later, Bibi Dong roughly recounted what had happened in the past two years.

A strange and mysterious spatial passage appeared out of thin air!

A large number of refugees poured into the city.

"When the war is over, how about I take the two of you on a trip with me?"

Stretching his arms around Qian Ling Xue and Gu Yuena's fragrant shoulders, Zijun smiled softly.

Standing on the stairs of the fighting arena and looking down, these ordinary people who have lost their relatives, friends, and homes.

Leaning on Zijun's right shoulder, Qian Lingxue blinked her purple-gray eyes, looked at the stars in the sky and asked.

In the streets of the city, refugees dressed in different clothes and looking nervous all gathered in the center of the spacious square.

Seeing Zijun's bloodstained hands, Bibi Dong, who was standing happily on the high platform, suddenly frowned suspiciously.

It took several hours for the refugees waiting outside the city to enter the city.

On the other side, Tang San and the others followed Oscar to the Far North, looking for a suitable soul ring.

Following behind Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, who was so tired and out of breath, was so tired that he couldn't straighten his waist.

"Stinky boy, I'm finally willing to come back."

"If you want to fight, you don't need to worry, the master will go to find Xue'er and the two of them first, and they will return tomorrow."

If the Star Dou Great Forest is the most suitable area for soul beasts to inhabit, then the extreme north is the purgatory field for soul beasts!

Not only do you have to fight the icy weather, but you also have to keep an eye on your feet and your surroundings.

"! What the master likes is women, and a group of big men and girls are not disgusting!"

"Absolutely! The vastness of this world is unimaginable, and when we take you there, we will know about it."

Spreading out his hands and looking at the scarlet palm, Zijun remembered the two imperial soldiers he had killed earlier.

"Young master~! The old man is bitter!" Golden Crocodile Douluo rubbed Zijun's clothes while being embarrassed.

On the square, Bibi Dong, who has been managing the Wuhun Hall according to the concept of Zijun.

Become a saintess with a noble status in the Wuhun Palace!

Pushing aside the worship elders around him, Zijun looked around as if looking for something.

"Little ...... Xiao Ao, how far do we have to go? How did you survive this place?"

….

And some of them were refugees who hid in Tibet all the way before they were lucky enough to come to Wuhun City alive.

The snow is heavy all year round, and the snow is so heavy that it submerges the calves, and if you don't use your soul power, it will be difficult to move an inch here.

"Jun, are you hurt?"

After a night of silence, tens of thousands of refugees were finally able to sleep peacefully under the comfort of the Wuhun Palace.

"Young master~! You're back! The old man can't beat Tang Hao's old thing!"

"Don't look for it, Xue'er is in the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest, not in the Martial Spirit Palace."

Looking at the soldiers in silver-white armor around him, the refugees gathered in the center of the square, for the first time, he clearly felt the feeling of being cared for.

Chill! The bleak atmosphere is spreading!

All the worship elders are not melancholy, and everyone's eyes are full of bloodthirst!

Under the starry sky, the three of them snuggled up to each other, sat under the big tree and poured out their thoughts to each other.

It wasn't until the two met Bibi Dong that that that painful time ended.

The gate of Wuhun City.

Also because of the war, the two who lost their parents became street children, wandering in dark and muddy alleys to survive.

The familiar voice was like a reassuring agent, and all the worshipping elders present were moved to tears.

Qianjun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo poured out in unison, the bitter water buried in their hearts.

Once and now! The determination to unify the continent has never been so firm as it is now.

"Yo! The big guy is still alive, and I'm back, sir. Hey, hey!"

After hearing that the two empires officially declared war in the Martial Spirit Palace, Zijun left a sentence and disappeared into the main hall.

After instructing the soldiers in the city to distribute food and warmth to the refugees, Bibi Dong left the square.

That's definitely a force that is not enough to describe the richness of other countries!

The tens of thousands of gold soul coins spent on refugees are a drop in the bucket for the treasury of the Martial Spirit Palace.

"Is there anything more interesting in this world than the divine realm?"

The determination to resist to the death! Unswervingly follow through!

This battle! Shame on you!

Airplanes~!

The corners of his eyes twitched, and Zijun raised his hands high, glancing at the worship elders around him with a look of disgust.

"Less...... Young master!" Golden Crocodile Douluo looked up at the air, and a handsome boy dressed in white stepped out of the space passage!

For a while, everyone present focused on the young man in white.

Touching Zijun's sight, Qiandaoliu was full of relief.

The brief silence at this moment also passed quietly as the decisive battle approached.......

He took out a white handkerchief from the system space and explained as he wiped his hands.

Feet on the ground, stepping on the tiles with his hands behind his back, the wind is calm, and he greets.

Above the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest, Zijun easily found Gu Yuena's second daughter.

Because of the existence of the Purple Monarch, the financial resources of the Martial Spirit Hall are compared to the other two empires, and even the entire continent!

Raised his hand to wipe it, the moist corners of his eyes, Qiandaoliu laughed and scolded.

After answering Qianyue's words, he leaned back against the trunk of the tree, and the breeze gently blew the hair of the three of them scattered behind his shoulders.

Bang bang bang!

The moment he saw Zijun, all the worship elders rushed up and surrounded him in the middle and cried.

Smack!

"On the way here, I met two Imperial soldiers, and this blood stain is also on them."

Looking at the nearly tens of thousands of refugees under the city, Hu Liena, who followed Bibi Dong, couldn't help but recall the old days.

He struggled to keep up with the team.

"I said fatty, don't complain, this extreme northern land is different from the Star Dou Great Forest, the soul beasts here are not only cunning, but also strong!"

As he spoke, Oscar couldn't help but recall the rumors in the Far North over the years.

"Legend has it that in the core area of the Far North, there is a soul beast that is more than 100,000 years old! Its strength is enough to rival several Titled Douluo!"

(End of chapter)

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